Two shifters from rival packs walk into a bar and…
I blame everything that happened next on those extra drinks.
Being a newly matured wolf shifter during the full moon destroys a girl’s inhibitions. Add in being unmated and fun times will be had. And I was having the time of my life at a human bar in town…
Until one of my pack’s enemies decided I was going home with him.
Fun times were definitely had. But getting caught up in the moment with a guy you're supposed to hate has consequences.
In my defense, I assumed he'd at least ask my name. Or be smart enough to run in the opposite direction...before things went too far. I was wrong. So how do I handle tomorrow morning?
- ISBN e-book = 978-1-953075-12-3
- ASIN e-book = B0BD971CN8
- Series = Royals and Alphas
- # in Series = 4
- Publisher = Cherokee House Publishing
- Author = Dana Archer
- Genre = Paranormal Suspense Romance (Fiction)
- Closed-door version of Chance on Love by Nancy Corrigan
The strength emanating from her mesmerized him. Part came from the fact that she housed an arctic wolf, one of the rarer varieties. The rest stemmed from her force of will. It burned strongly in her direct stare. She had dominant written all over her. Hell, she could’ve worn a button that said ALPHA FEMALE IN TRAINING.
Sean ran forward and grabbed the man’s forearm, squeezing hard enough to tear a squeak from him. The moment he released the female, Sean slammed him into the wall. “I don’t think the lady wants to leave with you.”
“That’s none of your business.”
Sean raised a brow. “Isn’t it?”
“No. It’s not.”
“Think again. She’s mine.” The second the words left his mouth, Sean regretted them. Too late. That was the problem with speaking while his emotions were running high. Shit got past his internal filter.
“What? Are you her boyfriend or something?”
Sean snorted. “Or something.”
A flash of white caught his attention. He turned and collided with her gaze. Sides heaving, she froze and watched him through her wolf’s eyes.
“Are you okay?”
Her steady stare answered him. In her animal form, she couldn’t speak to him, but she made no attempt to shake her head or nod either.
“Shift and tell me what happened.” He took a step toward her. “I can—”